Entry 33 cont'd
I asked Daddy if he'd been getting any negative feedback from his business associates and he just shrugged and told me that he didn't give a damn about what people said. He said that as long as it didn't affect his money, let them talk.
"If you're worried about how people will be talking about you, don't worry, I've got it covered. We've already alerted the press that if they print or report one word about you that isn't true,
I'm going to sue their asses."
Of course he would. Daddy can be a shark when he needs to be. I told him that I wasn't worried about the major press. I already know that those blogs are going crazy.
Daddy told me that as long as I didn't believe in them, then nothing they could say could hurt me.
I haven't had the courage to go back and check online to see what people are saying about me. They hate me enough already. I could just imagine the venom that Nosey Ms. Rosey is spewing about me.
Daddy told me that he had someone look into the blog sites that I showed him, and he said that unfortunately, nothing can be done about the negativity they've been dishing out about me. Even if they photograph me, there's nothing that can be done as long as I'm on public grounds. He told me that if I begin to receive threats, or if I notice that I'm being stalked, then something can be done.
"Stick close to your bodyguards. Never let them out of your sight for a moment, and always make sure they stay together. No more single guard duty for them. As a matter of fact, I'm going to hire a female guard for you now as well. "
When Daddy said that, I had to protest. I didn't need another person following me around.
Daddy argued a female guard would be able to keep a closer eye on my surroundings, for instance, in the public ladies rooms.
"Daddy, no! Do you really think that I need someone watching me while I pee?" I asked. He knew that I knew what he'd meant by his statement, so he just gave me a look.
"You need more protection." He said.

Entry 33
I asked Daddy what had made him feel that he needed to fly out to Chicago to look for me that night. He said that shortly before he got the call from Eric about my disappearance, he had gotten word from the lab he'd sent the flowers to. He said that the petals on the flowers had been sprinkled with a drug that had high hallucinogenic properties. Whom ever had sent the flowers, was surely trying to poison me.
He said that to him, my being missing, and the last person who could have seen me was Jasmine, was too much of a coincidence for him. He said that when Charles had first told him that Jasmine had been the one who'd brought the flowers to my apartment, he didn't want to leave anything up to chance. He'd had his private investigator find out everything about Jasmine.
"I know that she and Trey used to date. I even know about the baby they almost had together." Daddy said as he gave me a hug.
"Boy. I know that news must have been hard for you to take, huh?" He said.
I was honest with him when I told him that at first I had been very jealous and insecure about the whole situation.
"As a matter of fact, Trey and I were on a break before all of this went down. I just needed a little time to figure some things out, you know?"
"Of course, I know, dear. I think that you did the right thing. Actually, Trey has also told me about you two being on a break at the time, and I must say that I totally underestimated him in the beginning. I didn't take his feelings for you serious enough. I was wrong, and I apologize." Daddy gave me a squeeze and held me the way he used to when I was a child.
"I'm certainly glad that I raised you to be your own person. You really have made a lot of good decisions in your life. You don't disappoint me one bit."
To hear my father say those words to me made so happy. I only hope that with all that has happened to me, he's able to keep his head held high in the world of business. He's highly respected. I'd die if that ever changed.

Entry 32 cont'd
Eric told me that Trey wasn't mad at me.
"He could tell that you was out of it. He just wrapped his jacket around you and held on to you.
Everybody was glad to have you back, but they really wanted to know where the hell was Jasmine."
"Who was I out there fighting in the street with?" I asked. Could it have been Jasmine?
Eric said that he didn't know who it was, but Dave had told him that he had only seen me out there. Dave had been questioned by the police, but he couldn't remember seeing Jasmine.
The police had tried to question me too, but I wouldn't cooperate. The only thing I had said about Jasmine was that she had better bring me back my purse and my earrings.
I shook my head. At a time like that, all I could think about was material things? How many times had I come close to being beaten up and left alone in the street or some cold, dark place in Chicago? Why the hell had Jasmine left me out there like that? Punk bitch probably hauled ass when the fight started. I've tried several times to reach her on her cell phone this week, but her phone isn't taking calls at this time.
Eric told me not to feel bad about worrying about my items. He said that because I was so adamant about getting my things back, that it prompted the police to write up a report on my stolen bag and earrings.
"That gave the police something to charge and arrest her for. They couldn't bring her in for drugging us because they needed physical proof. At the time, we had no idea where you and Jasmine had gone, or what you had done. You didn't tell them that she had brought you out against your will, so it just looked like y'all went out and you got trashed." Eric said.
Eric also told us that at one point I had passed out. He said that Trey had carried me out to the car they had come in, and they took me straight to the hospital.
"I stayed behind with the cops so they could check the room for clues. Then I packed our stuff and went to the airport."
All I can say is WOW.

Entry 32 cont'd
Eric said that Trey had also called other people he knew in Chicago, the DMV area and here in New York to give them a heads up on Jasmine. He wanted them to get in touch with him if they happened to see her.
"Everybody was mad at me at the moment, so I was just tryna stay out the way, but at the same time I wanted to help find you too. I didn't wanna look like a even bigger fool than I felt, so I made a few calls. You know your dad has a bodyguard headquarters out there too. And two of my boys live out there. I started sending your picture out to the guys I knew would be working in the clubs as bouncers. One of my boys hit me back and said that he had just seen you down the block from him arguing with some broad. While we was talking, he said you and the chick started fighting. I told him to scoop you up and bring you over to the hotel. You was there in about fifteen minutes."
I had to get up and give Eric a hug. He had saved my life. I thanked him for doing so.
"Nah, I was doing my job. I mean I'm sorry it had to come to that, but that's why your father hired us. I'll tell you one thing, though. You funny as hell when you high. I don't mean to make fun of your condition at the time, but you totally lost it that night."
Eric said when his friend, Dave, had brought me into the hotel, he had had to practically carry me into the building. He said that I had thought that I was being arrested and that Dave had brought me down to the police station.
"You got a mouth on you young lady. You told so many cops to eat your you-know-what, you probably got some of them horny. Then you started threatening to sue all of Chicago. Then you spotted Trey and went in on him. You ain't ask him what he was doing there, all you wanted to know was, who was Debbie." Eric said. Charles was laughing like a hyena, and I laughed a little too. Inwardly, I really felt bad about my behavior. Daddy must have been so embarrassed.
"Oh my gosh! Was Trey mad at me?" I asked.

Entry 32
Nurse Sonia has finally taken out my IV tube since I had the last bag of fluid while I was resting. Now I can walk around without feeling like a patient. I decided to play Monopoly with the guys. We kept the game lively because we were all cheating. When all of the hotels were bought and there was no more money left in the bank, Eric suggested that we play with our jewelry for collateral.
"Yeah, Ess, go pull out some of those nuggets you got." Eric said.
"Yeah, I know you got a rock or two you won't mind parting with." Charles said.
I shook my head. "Y'all not robbing me blind. I went through enough this week."
"Oh, speaking of rocks, Mr. DuRay has been calling Trey his son in law. You wanna tell us about your little secret engagement?" Eric said.
I was surprised. "I don't know what you're talking about." I told them.
Eric said that all week Trey and Daddy had been acting like best pals and he's been calling Trey, 'Son'. He said that Daddy and Trey have even been discussing doing business together.
"For real?" I was ecstatic. I really want for Daddy and Trey to get along.
Eric said that their new found friendship had began in Chicago. He said that when they had arrived, he couldn't tell who was more upset, Daddy or Trey.
He said that Trey and his bodyguards had stormed the lobby. Trey demanded to know who the manager was. He offered a reward to anyone who could provide information on mine and Jasmine's whereabouts.
"He made a phone call and got a list of different clubs and parties that were going on that night. He even got your boss to drive around the area and look for you." Eric said.
Tears of joy fell from my eyes. I'm so proud of my baby.
"Your father was handling it from the legal end of things. He had his lawyer on the phone and the chief of police was following him around like a puppy."
I tried to imagine the whole scene with Trey being authoritative and serious, and Daddy being cool headed, but formidable. Trey is gonna get some tonight. LOL.

Entry 31 cont'd
"Did that bitch really try to kill you? I already talked to my girls, and we ready for her ass. My man said that he knows somebody who could find her for us." Tiffany was dead serious.
"Aw that's sweet, Tiff, but you and your friends don't need to get involved in this. And you can tell your, um, man? Uh yeah, tell him that Daddy and Trey already have that covered." I could barely get the words out because I was too busy trying not to laugh. Was I ever that young? Her MAN. LOL.
She went on to tell me that when they showed Jasmine's picture on the news, that one of her 'man's' -- LMAO! I can't! -- This girl is too much. Her BOYFRIEND'S sister said that she and Jasmine worked in the same building and that she would ask around and try to get a lead on her.
"You need to tell Daddy that information. When you do, don't say your 'man' is helping you. He won't take it the right way." I said.
Tiffany sighed. "When are you guys going to get that I'm grown? My parents know it. You guys should too."
"Tiffany, your parents don't think you're grown, that's why you're up here with us. They may give you a lot of independence, but they know that you still need a lot of watching over." I told her.
"Whatever. Like I was saying, he said that she'll ask around about her and try to find out where she lives, then we gonna go over there and beat that bitch down." Tiffany had a satisfied smile on her face.
"I appreciate you wanting to help me and all, but Jasmine is dangerous. No one knew that she was capable of doing what she did to me and Eric. I don't want to find out what else she's capable of. Please stay away from her." I told her.
"Okay." Was her reply, but I didn't believe her.
Eric knocked and came back into the room. Tiffany was in his face in a matter of seconds. She began to fawn all over him, asking him if he was alright. So much for her 'man'.
Eric looked at me for help. I just yawned and turned to go back to sleep.
"You ain't right at all." Eric chuckled.

Entry 31
Good food, great people and the will to stay positive can take a lot out of you. After I ate, I felt like taking a nap. I only worried about my figure for about ten minutes, then I must have dosed off.
When I woke up, I saw Tiffany sitting in front of the mirror on my dresser. She was doing her hair. I also noticed that she was wearing some of my jewelry.
"You can have the bangle bracelets, but you have to put that charm bracelet back right now. Trey gave it to me." I told her.
She turned around and peered at me through her long bangs. She held up her wrist and admired what she saw.
"This is cute. I like the little sunglasses." She said about the charm bracelet. She slipped it off of her wrist and put it in my jewelry chest. She ran her hand over the necklace she had on. It was the one Daddy had given me with the little key on it.
"I guess I can't keep this, either." She said wistfully.
"You're so smart, you must get good grades in school." I said with a hint of sarcasm.
"Speaking of which, shouldn't you be in school right now?" I asked her.
She shrugged and told me that her last two classes weren't that important.
"You're lucky Daddy's letting you go to public school. He'd flip out if you were skipping out on the private education he'd be paying for."
"You mean that fortress he made you and CoCo go to? Man, I'd fuck the headmaster to get out of staying there all day." She covered her mouth and looked towards my open bedroom door, to make sure no one had heard her.
I almost laughed at her. She always acts so grown, yet she's still just this little kid. She was spoiled since the day she was born, but because her mother, my aunt Cleo, runs one of the restaurants in New Orleans, and her father, my uncle Bobby, has his own landscaping business, she was pretty much kept by nannies all of her life.
Now that CoCo and I are gone, my parents don't seem to mind keeping her for a while. Daddy's less strict with her than he was with us and she loves it.

Entry 30 cont'd
The neighbors who know me sent me well wishes and food and gifts. They told me that they'd blasted the reporters and told them to leave me alone. I appreciate that, more for Daddy and Trey's sake than my own. They have more to lose from bad press than I do. My boss called to tell me that my job is still waiting for me when I'm well enough to return. The office had even sent me flowers and a card. Everyone had signed it.
Daddy told me not to worry about whatever was being said about me on the news or in the papers, or even online. He told me that everything is going to get straightened out.
"I can't believe you guys went all the way up to the Bronx. I'm glad you did though." I couldn't help smiling as I opened a container with bluberry pancakes, bacon and eggs. The guys had also bought bicuits, home fries and grits in other containers. Eric pulled out yet another container with beef sausage, onions and peppers.
"Now this is how you do breakfast, word. Here ma, have some of this." Eric held out the container to Nurse Sonia. At first she declined, but then she came over and picked up a plastic fork. She took one sausage.
"Hey, don't be shy. There's enough for everybody. Get a plate, ma." Eric said.
Charles pulled out two more containers with pancakes in them.
"Yo, where the strawberries?" He asked.
"Right here." Eric responded.
We were all eating when Trey came up. He got himself some food, and we were sitting on one of my sofas feeding each other when my parents came back. They had gone to the store for groceries.
"Well excuse me. Nobody wanted to wait for me. I was going to make you french toast." Ma said. I know my eyes lit up. I love my mother's french toast.
"You should still make some, for you and Daddy." She knew that I wanted some too. She told me that I was being greedy, but she went to make some anyway.
"Let me know if y'all want more bacon." She called from the kitchen.
"I'm staying out the kitchen from now on." Sonia said. We all laughed.

Entry 30
I was sitting in the living room, texting Trey when Eric and Charles came back. The aroma from the bags they were carrying filled the room in a matter of seconds. When I saw the name on the plastic bags I almost jumped out of my chair. They had gone to my favorite soul food restaurant, Zenovia's.
"OMG, the boys r bac. You should come and get your grub on!" I texted.
"Whatchu tombout? Grub on?" Was Trey's response. He sent a smiley face with a little tongue. I laughed as I replied.
"I mean FOOD, BooBoo. Where's your mind at?" To Trey the words 'grub on' were like a bell going off in a boxing ring. He was ready.
"Be up in a min." He replied. He had gone down to his apartment to do some paper work his manager had brought over. They're preparing for a mini promo tour for the new album.
I'm glad that Trey is focusing on work again. He's been lavishing me with a lot of attention lately, and I'm loving it, but he does have a career, and babysitting me is not in the job description.
The video that Jasmine made of me is going viral on the Internet. They even showed a clip of it on the channel 11 news this morning. CoCo called to tell me it was on Good Day New York too.
Juicy had sent me a message. It was a pic of an article the New York Post. The headline read, "New York's Latest Party Girl". My image as well of that of the handsome stranger I was with that night was right there in plain sight.
"At least it's not front page news." I had messaged back.
"It's in every paper, though." She'd sent me pics from the Daily News and Newsday too. I cringe to think of what could be printed in the New York Times and even in the Village Voice. Daddy had refused to let any reporters interview me. Charles had told me that even though they'd tried to clear the press out of the building, they hadn't been able to stop the reporters from asking my neighbors questions.
I'm so glad that my neighbors are comprised of some pretty decent people. A lot of them refused to talk.

Entry 29 cont'd
I told Nurse Sonia that I wasn't hungry at the moment, but I did want to get dressed.
"Ok. The doctor told me that I could remove the feeding tube, and I'll wait until later to give you the last bag of fluid."
I agreed. She unfastened the blood pressure cuff, and told me to lay down. I closed my eyes and tried not to tense up as she removed the feeding tube. She patted my nose with tissue.
I went over to my closet to pick out something to wear. I told Nurse Sonia that I didn't need her assistance getting in and out of the tub. I felt strong enough to do it on my own. She didn't mind. She told me that she would change my bed and tidy up my room for me.
I ran my shower and when the temperature felt just right, I got in. It felt good to take a shower. I'd been taking baths for the last few days and although it had been relaxing, there's nothing like the feel of the water beating down on my skin. I turned in different angles so I could feel the hot water spraying down all over me like a massage.
I washed and conditioned my hair while I sang On Top. I imagined Trey being in there with me, singing the words in my ear.
"Now you meltin on me...I'm meltin on you..." I rinsed off then turned off the shower. I squeezed the excess water out of my hair, then I wrapped my hair and body in fluffy towels. I checked my face in the mirror to see if the drugs had caused any damage to my skin. I looked a little puffy, but nothing to worry about. I brushed my teeth, then washed and moisturized my face. I looked around at my bathroom. Everything was familiar and mine. I was home and I was safe. No one could hurt me here, all the same, I began to cry.
I could have died. Jasmine had drugged me, she had let a strange man grope me, and she had left me all alone in an unfamiliar city. I could have been kidnapped, raped, and killed. She just left me out there with no regard for my life whatsoever.
They have to find her. She needs to pay for what she'd done to me and Eric.

Entry 29 cont'd
Dr Soaca informed me that she would be sending a report to the FDA.
"Strictly for statistical purposes and the information I send in will be confidential. No one will know that the medical record is yours." She assured me.
I agreed and I signed the form she had with her. She smiled and told me to take care of myself. My parents walked her out.
"Damn, she gave you E? Man you musta been bonkers that night, word." Eric stated when they were gone. He leaned towards me and lowered his voice when he said,
"Nah, but on the serious tip, that bitch gon get the shit kicked outta her. I got three sisters. They teenagers, but they some bad little chicks. They dying to get to her." Eric swung his arms in boxing motions.
I told him to tell his family that I was really sorry about what had happened to him. His family had to be as devastated as mine is. Wif something worse would have happened to Eric? I knew that he's supposed to protect me, but now I feel as if he and Charles should be protected as well. I told him so and he laughed it off.
"You suggesting a bodyguard to protect the bodyguard?" He asked and shook his head.
"No, of course not. I'm saying that I shouldn't be so careless about the company I keep. I knew all along that I shouldn't have been so trusting with her, but I thought the worst thing I had to worry about was her infatuation with Trey. I didn't know how far she'd go to try and get him back. But I should have! Damn, I was so stupid." I was really angry at myself.
Eric told me not to blame myself. He reminded me that none of us knew that she was crazy.
"I'll tell you what, if I catch her before the cops do, then I'll hold her down while you stomp the fuck outta her, bet?" Eric held out his hand and we did the pinky swear. We were laughing when the nurse came into the room to ask me if I wanted breakfast.
"That food is poison!" Eric sang in his Bell Biv DeVoe voice. She didn't hear him, though.
"I gotchu." He said and winked at me. He left.

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